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Some time ago I stood at the grave of a friend at Anderson Memorial Park, close to I-69. It was a brisk, early fall, day; clear, sunny, a bit chilly and beautiful. ...
Some time ago I stood at the grave of a friend at Anderson Memorial Park, close to I-69. It was a brisk, early fall, day; clear, sunny, a bit chilly and beautiful. ...
It’s that time of year again, when I think about this poem: WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock, And you hear the kyouck...
He walked in through the doors from the narthex of the church, where I had just started working as Music Director, and he looked grumpier than usual. “Oh, GOOD.” I thought…sarcastically....
A BLOG BY PASTOR KEN RICKETT One of the joys of the so-called “golden years” is the recall of childhood memories. That being said, it is usually true (for me,...
She was as colorful a person as you would like to meet; my first piano teacher, Mrs. Beardsley. With a smoker’s cough, low voice, and a pink living room (I especially remember...
It’s no secret one of my favorite places to hang out after a rehearsal, performance, church, or to write and work (while eating and drinking) is SCAMPY’S ANNEX. For those of you not from...
One day, when I was out for a neighborhood walk, I noticed two boys and an adult walking along the street. One of the young boys had a bike which he...
24601: That is the number the prison gives to identify the man known as Jean Valjean, the protagonist in the book and musical, LES MISERABLES. 24601. The number is not only given for...
I was a small boy who could barely read when my mother began instilling in my little brain the idea of memorizing things: phone numbers, addresses, scripture, poems. She was an advocate...
MATTHEW 13: 24-30: Then he put forth another parable to them, “The Kingdom of Heaven”, he said, “is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. But while...